I find it strange how there are times when its midweek and my weekend is still not planned out, and I begin to wonder what I should be doing and if I should even plan. And just when its Thursday morning and I resign myself to having a nice quiet weekend with the family or my books and I get a string of messages and phonecalls.
Mind you, a string or messages and phone calls while I'm DRIVING at night, just after I pull out of the guardhouse. No calls no messages in the day, nothing. Then wham, an influx.
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